I did not wear my counter during my elliptical exercise, so it says I've taken 3,359 steps for .62 of a mile. My treadmill says different because I take larger strides when I'm on the machine. I'm tempted to change my stride on the counter because its so hard for me to reach a mile in one day, but I won't do it because it seems like cheating. There's no law that says I have to walk a mile a day! Besides, the counter isn't exactly 100% accurate. I will NOT be a slave to my inaccurate step counter. I know better than to be a slave to a tool. I remember when My Fitness Pal nearly starved me by limiting my total consumption of even fruits and veggies. I definitely know better.
Before exercising, my neck was hurting a little bit, but after my exercise, I feel really good and cooled off from the sweat. I need to hop in the shower as soon as the second load of laundry is done cycling in the washer. I was thinking that I should tape 2 or 3 pictures of me when I was fat to the walls of the basement to help motivate me. Would that be weird? I don't want people to think I have a fat shrine to the exercise Gods, you know. I just think it would help keep me moving and affirm to myself that I am capable of making progress.
When I was done exercising, I caught a glimpse of my stomach in one of the mirrors that I keep lined up in my dance room. My tummy was so flabby that I stood there rolling it like a wave, turning it into two eyes and a mouth with a belly button center. At first it was funny, but then I felt a little said. 'Hold up!' I scolded myself. I made it a point to show myself how much more toned my legs are. They're not as toned as my bf's, but still a heck of a lot better than they used to be. I pointed out my arms that are not as developed as Id like, but definitely in a lot better shape. I praised my increase in endurance and speed, which isn't something one can physically see. My bf says I'm my worst critic, that I'm too harsh on myself. I'm trying really hard to get fit. The last thing I need to be doing is discouraging myself into thinking its all a waste of time. I cannot sit here and expect people to encourage, motivate, advise, instruct, or otherwise help me out here because they will not come. I have to depend on myself to motivate me. I've always said I'm the only person I can always count on. I will not let myself down!
5,222 steps on the pedometer today for 0.97 of a mile. Yay! I really need a workout book where I can keep a step graph, treadmill check-in, and elliptical time record. Looks like I just found my project for tonight. I am going to get a hula hoop and a scale next time we go to Walmart. I just don't go to Walmart that often anymore.
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